I was at Cardio Tennis the other evening, it’s where we have 10-12 people turn up at the club to play mini games for an hour.
I found myself (silently) frustrated or annoyed at everyone. The comments they made on the court, the way they played, how the coach decided the teams. I almost convinced myself everyone else was the problem.
I then realised that I was the one who was tired and with a short fuse. The problem was not them, it was me. I had a chuckle to myself, gave myself a bit of grace, and (most importantly) kept my mouth shut. I saw out the session and resolved to be better rested for the next one.